After the old man finished speaking, he took off a pair of wooden swords on the wall, walked out of the house, and threw them to He Xian. He Xian was startled after www.biquge.info took the sword, this wooden sword was actually similar in weight to the heavy sword used before, the wood body was dark, I don't know what kind of wood it was made of.

The man saw his surprise and said, "This is a heavy sword made of thousand-year-old pomegranate wood!" Can you make it habitual? ”

"No problem! To tell you the truth, it was also a heavy sword before going down, but unfortunately it was lost in the way of walking. He Xian's heavy sword was naturally lost on the way to escape, but he didn't dare to tell the old man in front of him the truth, so he could only cover up the past.

"Oh?" The old man didn't delve into it, and said, "That's good! You use all your strength to attack me with two swords. ”

He Xian took the heavy sword of the thousand-year-old pomegranate wood and waved it twice, shook his head and said, "No! I'm afraid I'll hurt you. ”

The old man's eyes shot with appreciation, and he laughed: "If your sword can hurt the old man, the old man is willing to die even if he dies." ”

He Xian was stunned when he heard this, and secretly thought that this old man was more conceited than him, and smiled and said, "Then I'm not welcome!" ”

After speaking, he used a move in Mozi's swordsmanship to sweep away thousands of troops, trying to fight hard and repel the old man.

How do you know that the old man did not move, his wrist shook, and the wooden sword in his hand came first, slashing obliquely on his sword, and then the tip of the sword pointed obliquely, as if he wanted to mark He Xianmian. He Xian was taken aback and took a step back, the swordsmanship used by the other party seemed to be familiar, but the swordsmanship was more subtle, which made him powerful and difficult to use.

He Xian's heart sank, he didn't dare to keep his hand, he urged his internal strength to shout, and pounced like a tiger, seven swords in a row, and the wind swept the old man in it. The wooden sword flickered up and down, left and right, sometimes sweeping, sometimes slashing, and kept attacking the old man.

The old man smiled at the corner of his mouth and stood still, but no matter which angle He Xian slashed from, the wooden sword in the old man's hand could always block He Xian's wooden sword just right, and the subsequent sword momentum could easily force He Xian back. He Xian didn't even have a chance to fight hard with the old man. Although the old man only defended and did not attack, he was invulnerable.

The sound of "Bu Bu" is endless.

When he used the seventy-seventh sword, He Xian finally exhausted his strength, his internal strength was seriously depleted, he stepped back and gasped, staring at the old man in front of him in disbelief.

"Not bad, not bad! You really know Mozi swordsmanship! The old man said happily.

"Seniors also know Mozi swordsmanship?" He Xian was surprised.

"Of course! Who did you learn from? ”

He Xian didn't dare to hide it, and replied truthfully: "The one who taught me Mozi's swordsmanship, Liaodong Wang Yueye!" ”

"Wang Anrui taught well, but it's a pity that your skills are still shallow, and you can't exert half of the power of this set of swordsmanship!" The old man paused and said, "Although you and I are in the same family, we are fate!" Come! Go to the shower with your wife, change into clean clothes, cook by the old man, and everyone sit down and talk! ”

"Wife?" He Xian turned his head to look at Zhao Yun, but saw that Zhao Yun's face was already crimson. Jiang is really old and spicy, although Zhao Yun is dressed as a man, but he can identify Zhao Yun's daughter at a glance.

"Senior, we are not husband and wife, just ordinary friends!" Zhao Yun explained with a crimson face.

The old man laughed, didn't answer, just went down to make arrangements.

After taking a bath and two bowls of hot rice into their stomachs, He Xian and Zhao Yun were both in good spirits.

The old man looked at He Xian, who had shaved off his beard, combed his hair, and changed into coarse linen clothes, and turned into another person like a rebirth, and his eyes couldn't help but flash with appreciation, and he said angrily: "Who is the little brother's ink jade from?" ”

"This is a gift from my grandfather!"

"Dare to ask your grandfather's name?"

"He Zhen, He Zuobang."

"Sure enough, it's him!" The old man's complexion changed greatly, and there was a lot of caution and evasion in his words. "When your grandfather passed on your ink jade, did he tell you the origin of this piece of ink jade? And the responsibilities that it bears? ”

"Never! Could it be that this black jade really has some hidden story? He Xian asked curiously.

The old man pondered for a moment, and finally said, "The old man doesn't understand why He Zuobang doesn't tell you the story behind this black jade. But since Wang Anrui recognized you and taught you Mozi's swordsmanship, he naturally recognized your identity. If I tell you the secret behind this, it can't be considered a violation of the door rules! ”

He Xian and Zhao Yun glanced at each other, deeply feeling the heaviness of the old man's words.

"This piece of auspicious cloud ink jade is a token of the heirs of the Ink Guild! And your grandfather is a member of the Heavenly Gate of the Guild of the Mo. Among the guilds, it is your Heavenly Gate that is the most mysterious, elusive and unpredictable. Legend has it that the people of the Heavenly Gate hold secrets that the rest of the Ink Guild cannot reach. The old man said mysteriously.

"The Guild of Inkmen? Heaven's Gate? A secret that can't be reached? He Xian was even more confused.

"Tianzhi, the Ming ghost lineage, is the gate of heaven, also known as the gate of heavenly ghosts. The old man is a non-offensive vein, also known as the gate. ”

"Didn't the ink scholar become a master in the early Han Dynasty?" He Xian said in astonishment. He couldn't figure out how Yun Pei, who was given to him by Old Lady He, had something to do with the ink man.

"It's a long story. The ink masters, since the first giant Mozi, are divided into three branches, namely: Qin Mo, Zhao Mo and Chu Mo. The three branches are in dispute, and all of them are orthodox in Mo. This situation lasted for more than 300 years, until the end of the Warring States period, when a great sage appeared in Qin Mo, which bridged the differences between the three branches and once again unified the power of the Mo people. And united with the military, legal, civil, criminal and other schools of thought, neutral Taoism, against the power of Confucianism, assisted the Qin State, and swept the six eastern countries. However, just when the Qin State was about to unify the world, this great sage disappeared without a trace. ”

The old man paused for a moment and continued: "Some people say that it was the Qin Wangzheng who was afraid that the power of the Mo family was too strong and threatened the rule of the new empire, so he secretly executed this ink master sage; Some people say that because this ink master sage consciously killed too much in the process of unifying the whole country, and violated the righteousness of the ink man and love non-attack, he was disheartened, lived in seclusion, and never asked about the world; Some people also say that this great sage is simply from another time and space, and he just returned to his own world at the right time. In short, there are various rumors. But what is certain is that this great sage has indeed never appeared again, even when the Mo family was facing a crisis of life and death, he did not appear again. And before this great sage disappeared, he left behind a piece of precious jade, which was revered as a holy relic of the Mo family. Legend has it that this great sage left a big secret about the Mo family on this artifact. ”

"What inker secret?" He Xian and Zhao Yun asked in unison.

"Peerless swordsmanship? Strange kinky skills? A treasure trove? No one knows what Daehyun's hidden secret is. Because this holy relic was obtained by the King of Qin after the disappearance of the ink master Daxian. On the grounds of commemorating the great sage of the ink man, the king of Qin built this object into the existence of the highest symbol of the rule of the Qin Empire, and eight big characters were engraved on it: Ordered by the sky, that is, longevity and Yongchang. ”

"The jade seal of the country?!" He Xian's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaim.